Create-a-Caption: The visible rage of victory, the internalized rage of defeat

There's a yin-and-yang element to this, right? Ivan Johnson's explosion contrasted with Metta World Peace's faux placidity? The intense appreciation of winning compared to the roiling angst of losing a winnable game? Or am I just looking for connections in all things because it's a Friday afternoon and I'd like to believe that we're all in this together, and that existence means something?